chances We're moving and we're not waiting for this to move So we're gonna move All I know is we're gonna make it out We're moving All I know is nothing
chances We're moving and we're not waiting for This to move So we're gonna move All I know is we're gonna make it out (we're moving) All I know is nothing
Tłumaczenie: Between The Trees. Przenieść.
far from a slut I know the difference between a car and a truck I'm not a dumb nigga You had these young niggas scarring you up You know the difference between
She was raised up in Jersey I said oh Lord have mercy Never seen a one light town 'til she moved down here She said I'm so bored out of my mind Need a
teacher, warland seeker Send out poison, cast iron leader And through the rhythm of moving slowly Sent through the rhythm work out the story Move over
look around in unison with you Getting over overhanging trees Let them rape the forest Thoughts would send our fusion Clearly to be home They move
you care I had a run in, run around and run down Run around the corner, corner, Lord, run smack in to a tree I had to move, really had to move That'
grows stink weeds and criminals Government funds are minimal, oppression's subliminal These days it's hard for we to find peace of mind Between insanity
so fast Never waiting for me To learn the lessons of the past 9. Lightning And The Tree © Vigoda/Kendrick 1993 I never meant you any harm Said the lightning to the tree
they swearin' you move *** Feds gettin' close and the rats in the G's And they tryin' to find those birds not the ones that sleep in trees We got that
beyond, tryna hold on to life. She thought she'd live with no arm that's what it felt like, got to the hospital, eyes held tight They moved her room
won't hurt anyone. Yeah, we'll cause some havoc between the birds and the bees, We'll paint the town red and we'll shake the trees. Oh, come on with
arms swinging at our sides And I am a good little clock Walking along power lines I'm thinking like a swinging door Hinging on these changing thoughts Between
the trees This is the one called heaven And this is the one for me You've yet to discover, discover the difference The difference between the moral
the victory tower Like there's something left to prove I trap the beads of sweat that run between my eyes And free the fever to move I'm drawing the
startin' to fall apart Mom and dad was arguin' a lot, so momma moved back On the Chalmers in the flat, one bedroom apartment And dad moved back to the
it clear Too much money talking in my ear The end result of two albums in one year Blood sweat and gears Life in between the racing stripes We break